"How does it feel?" Song Haoran couldn't help but asked curiously.

Her Royal Highness the Princess of Qin thought for a while and said: "It's a... very gentle feeling. It doesn't seem to actively hurt others."

"Why don't I feel this way?" Song Haoran couldn't help but be surprised.

Her Royal Highness the Princess of Qin said calmly: "Let's wait and see when heaven and man become one... Although your skill has greatly increased due to Gongsun Wu's relationship, it is still far from enough."

Song Haoran didn't care, shrugged and said: "Thank you, Your Highness, for showing mercy. This is the most touching warning I have heard recently."

She must have been used to this guy's glib tone for a long time... The princess of Qin simply closed her eyes.

Song Haoran looked at the princess' half-covered face with a smile, and suddenly asked with a smile: "Speaking of which, did the princess's father ever think of marrying you off?"

Her Royal Highness the Princess suddenly opened her eyes and kept patting her hand silently.

Song Haoran, who had been prepared for a long time, chuckled lightly, stretched out his hand and pinched the wrist of the princess of Qin directly, "Your Highness, look at how well I have practiced my heaven-shaking hand... everyone

Never lose your true power and simply compete with moves..."

Extreme joy brings sorrow.

The car door suddenly opened, and then a figure rolled out of the car - he rolled on the ground several times before finally stopping.

He stopped in front of a pair of straight legs wrapped in thin black socks - and red high heels.

"Song Haoran, what are you doing?" The owner of the high-heeled shoes lowered his head, opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes were full of surprise, "Even if you admire me, you won't come over, right?"

"Hi~~Xiao Yingying, I haven't seen you for a few months and you seem to have grown up again." The eldest son of the Song family laughed and said, "Here, let uncle give you a hug!"

Then the red high-heeled shoes stepped directly on the back of the hand that had just grabbed the wrist of Princess Qin - a scream.

Amid the screams, the princess of Qin slowly walked out of the car.

At this moment, Her Royal Highness the Princess and Miss Sun of the Song family were eye-catching... Song Ying couldn't help but blinked her eyes, secretly thinking that Song Haoran's tastes are really mixed, where did he find such a... country girl?

This princess is wearing an inappropriate gown and trousers and is wearing a veil that costs ten yuan a piece in scenic spots. She is really low-key. This is really hard for Ms. Sun of the Song family who calls herself a trendy person to accept.

"This is Chuyang, currently my personal secretary." Song Haoran had already stood up and arranged his clothes, looking sunny again.

But after meeting Princess Qin's cold gaze, the eldest son of the Song family was instantly frightened, and sighed: "Okay, actually I am her secretary."

Seeing Song Haoran's deflated appearance, Song Ying burst out laughing... She narrowed her eyes and walked towards Princess Chuyang with a smile, her voice was like an oriole, "Chuyang...sister, right? I am

Song Ying is this guy's niece. I'm glad to see you. Come on, I've prepared everything... Let me take you to visit this hotel, which has just been renovated."

Princess Chuyang looked at her arm that was suddenly pulled up. After hesitating for a while, she seemed to acquiesce to this behavior and nodded gently.

Song Haoran walked up with his face licked at this time, and smiled coldly in Song Ying's ear: "Xiao Yingying, why don't you see our other Young Master Sun from the Song family? Are you two quarreling?"

"Don't mention this dead head to me!" Miss Sun of the Song family snorted coldly at this time: "Maybe I am having a good time with some slut somewhere right now... Men are not good!"

The aura of a corrupt dog instantly overwhelmed the eldest son of the Song family.

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Chapter completed!